Chapter 10 - The Unseen Strings
The sun rose over the Chicago skyline, casting a golden light across the lakefront.
Three weeks had passed since the violent siege at the Marquetti estate.
Silas Rener had been handed over to the FBI along with enough evidence to imprison him forever.
The predatory lending corporation had been completely dismantled by Camilo's lawyers.
Joanna's massive debt was erased, wiping the slate clean completely.
Eileen Callahan was now residing in a private luxury care facility, fully paid for by Camilo's legitimate charity front.
Dr. Brandt had successfully operated on Joanna's hands, and the physical therapy was working miracles.
She could finally close her fingers without crying from the pain.
Joanna was no longer a maid in the shadows of the grand house.
Camilo had appointed her as the director of his new foundation, paying her a massive, legitimate salary.
They sat together in the library, drinking coffee and laughing quietly at a joke Gabriel made.
The dark days of exhaustion and fear felt like a distant, fading nightmare.
Joanna looked down at her healing hands and felt true peace for the first time in her life.
Later that afternoon, a courier arrived at the estate with a heavy, wax-sealed envelope addressed only to Joanna.
She opened it in her new office, expecting charity tax documents.
Inside was a single photograph of a young Eileen Callahan standing next to Victor Romano.
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A handwritten note on the back read, "I always look after my own blood, daughter."
Joanna's breath hitched as she stared at the signature of the South Side boss.
